JULIA SPITZ: Another sunny day darkened by attack

Not again. Not here. Not again. Not another sunny day where evil unleashes itself on innocent victims. Not another time waiting for calls or texts, staying glued to our televisions, watching every Tweet and Facebook post.

The Patriot Ledger, Quincy, MA

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Posted Apr. 17, 2013 at 12:01 AM
Updated Apr 17, 2013 at 5:05 PM

Posted Apr. 17, 2013 at 12:01 AM
Updated Apr 17, 2013 at 5:05 PM

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Not again. Not here. Not again. Not another sunny day where evil unleashes itself on innocent victims. Not another time waiting for calls or texts, staying glued to our televisions, watching every Tweet and Facebook post.

Not another time of hoping it’s some sort of sick joke, but knowing all too well it’s as real as all the other times monsters have done their worst – in Oklahoma City, in Newtown, at Virginia Tech, on 9/11.

Not another moment that forever changes the name of a place or event.

Not another time when friends in other parts of the country are desperate to get in touch, just in case, and send thoughts and prayers to us, even after they learn we are safe.

Not another time strangers’ names become part of our national consciousness, names we vow never to forget.

Our hearts break for those who lost a loved one in Monday’s attack, and for those whose lives will never be the same.

Our sorrow gets jumbled up with fear, and admiration for those who rush in to help when the heart and head tell them to run away.

And once the sorrow fades, just for a second, the outrage rushes in.

How dare anyone attack us? How dare they?

We will not stand for this. Not again.

As the picture clears, we once again look for signs that were missed, places that weren’t secure enough, people who should have been monitored more closely.

How, with heightened security that has changed all of our lives, can this have happened again?

How can it all feel so awful and also familiar?

Once again we have more questions than answers. Once again we vow to tell our friends and family we love them.